Sequels, to paraphrase Jamie Kennedy in Scream 2, need to be the same, but bigger. And Gladiator 2 does just that.
Honestly, I was never a fan of the original, but a recent re-watch showed more nuance than I remembered, and the family was all in so we got to see it while Bella was in town.
Importantly, it is not the worst of the pointless Ridley Scott sequels (*cough* Prometheus *cough*), and actually it works well enough to be just worth the long runtime. No, it’s not as good as the original, but it’s also not too bad either. It could have been much much worse. Much.
Most importantly, though, is Denzel Washington, who is – pun intended – a legend and welcome on any set. The movie is ultimately his as he chews his way through every scene, and would come back for more if given the chance. He is almost worth the price of admission alone. Almost.
So yeah. Gladiator 2. If you want to see it, you should. If you don’t, then you’re not missing anything.